I wanna go home.
So badly.
Pleaseee....
*burst into tears*
The only reason why people hold on so tight to memories is because they're afraid something so great won't ever happen again.
She's my mom. I admire her for what she knows and for being so cool about it. Ask her any question and she is always beaming with the right answer. (I wonder how she did that). She often challenges my values, my convictions--making sure that I keep the right values close to my heart always, and get rid of the things that destroy both the body, mind and spirit.
Ain't it puuurrty? It is touch screen, it's a whole lot easier to type, the graphics are very attractive and not that big such Galaxy note. What can I not love about this phone? I text a lot, and I want a phone that doesn't weigh more than my purse with all the coins and stuff in it. I gotta start saving. Hmm maybe in three or four months I might just get this phone, if I save a lot.
Anyway, I'm up to a point where I feel like as if time is running out. I feel like as if I've just finished my PSPM and am about to apply for University for degree. But I haven't finished my PSPM yet lah. Yeah anyway I have been dreaming of becoming a islamic banker. I used to dream of myself in those formal black coats, counting money-$ and how my office would look like (ceh). Now I'm just lost. I don't know what to do in life. I don't know what I want to do in life! Most people nowadays want to become a doctor, lawyer, accountant but I bet you that only 30% are not in it for the glamour. Me? I'm not sure why I wanted to become an accountant expert.